I thank my opponent for accepting. My first rhyme will be to tyga- bmf instrumental

for you rhymes you get no respect
end up in a casket is the side effect from battling me
burning trees like I'm Moses
courses this beat like I'm seducing it
bit more then you could chew now your screwed
feud? naw dude just turn your face blue #suffocate
debate no its a battle
tattle tale you just a snitch
nah you just a little b**ch
you annoying like a jock itch
you pitch for the other team
you dream to be seen with Justin Beiber
he gets you hot like a fever
eager beaver you need to settle down
damn you about to drown
what's with the frown?whys your face down?
is it because you know you lost this round

Just to introduce myself, my name be InVino.
Rhymes so hot, n***as mistake them for jalapenos.
Meanwhile, your b***h-a** tries to disrespect me,
You easy like first-grade math, but you still tryin' to test me?
Your b***h sucks my d**k and I pay the sl*t with food stamps,
F*** the b***h with two fists, leave her with a**-cramps.
Sendin' you to hell, you can call me uncle Lucifer,
F****t, you couldn't get head if you was a guillotine executioner.
You call yourself Moses, son? More like Jonathan and David. [1]
Getting your a** clogged by c**ks, f*g, because you f***in' crave it.
How can you think you can win when you're rhymes barely rhyme,
You barely get your s**t across, while I rock every line.
This f***er don't realize that he in for a battle,
And that InVino makes money and prods b***hes like cattle.

keep battling me you'll be in pain
cut every vein on this c*m stain cover him in butane and fry his brain
restrain me! quick contain me! or I guarantee you'll end up in the ground like a tree
say good bye to your family I'm about to abort you like plan b
you can't compete like a paraplegic at a track meet
beet you physically and lyrically
you got the same mentality of a person proud of his homosexuality
sadly this guy just crys him self to sleep while he beats his meat to his Jonas brothers bed sheets with there songs on repeat
seek some help you need some counseling I'm sure for you it's hard being a little pile of sh*t who slits his wrists and cant resist the gift of a d*ck in a box
you're about as faux as the news channel
dismantle your rhymes
B**ch you're not worth my time

You're a pasty cracker from Oregon, village of Bend,
Named after what your girlfriend likes to do on my bed.
Your profile also says you're Christian. Applying for nunhood?
Because if I were a pathetic virgin f****t like you, I definitely would.
You are to rap what Fred Rogers was to the porn industry.
Your rapping is a cacophony, mine is a symphony.
You are to rap what Oregonpk is to heterosexuality.
Complete opposites, f****t. It's time to face reality.
InVino shoots n***as who pretend they have flow.
All the slugs I be shootin', you better like escargot.
And InVino easily prevails in this battle of rhymes.
Now I'm off to f**k b***tches and snort up some lines.

I hate to see this crap on Debate.org,
If you'll excuse me, I'm taking the floor,
I don't usually talk to babies and whores,
But I am now, because lately I'm bored,

Don't get me wrong, I'm not out for a fight,
But debates are debates, this is three rounds of spite.
I'm going to give you each ten minute counts for your lives,
Then I'll gouge out your eyes, you cowardly cripes!
This debate lowers the quality of our site!